Shi Jinshui looked forward with a bewildered look on his face. He understood Liu Zhengyang's thoughts a bit, but he didn't quite understand it.

As a monk, he naturally understands how a monk feels when he wants to fight a powerful opponent.

But on the other hand, he feels that the most important thing now is to kill the opponent, how can he let the opponent become stronger?

Even if Liu Zhengyang can handle it, it is Shi Jinshui's descendants who are threatened.

"Leader Liu should be able to handle it, right?" Shi Jinshui asked Zhong Qinglei with some hope and luck, "The terrifying attack just now, Alliance Leader Liu can withstand it as if nothing had happened, I think even if the cultivators of the Yang family become stronger, Can't do anything to him."

"Of course." Zhong Qinglei was very confident in Liu Zhengyang's strength, and said of course: "He will never be in trouble himself, the problem is if a cultivator of the Yang family runs away and goes after your descendants? Do you still think that Doesn't matter? And..."

"And?" Shi Jinshui looked at Zhong Qinglei suspiciously.

Since Zhong Qinglei said that, it should be a more serious matter, right?

But what could be more serious than having the Yang family cultivator chasing and killing Shi Jinshui's descendants?

"Are you really stupid or fake?" Zhong Qinglei rolled his eyes and said dejectedly: "There are so many monks in the Yang family who forcibly improve their strength, do you think Liu Zhengyang can stop them all? You don't think any of them will rush Come with us?"

Shi Jinshui was stunned for a moment, and immediately felt nothing.

He questioned nonchalantly: "I thought it was something, what's the big deal? I'd rather have 10,000 Taoist cultivators come and kill me than a cultivator who is not in the Taoist realm. relatives and friends.”

"I don't have any relatives or friends, what does it have to do with me?" Zhong Qinglei said unhappily.

Shi Jinshui was stunned again, speechless on the spot.

After all, what Zhong Qinglei said is indeed the truth.

At the same time, the cultivators of the Yang family have temporarily raised their strength to their limit with the help of the power of the pill.

A large part of them immediately attacked Liu Zhengyang, and a melee broke out.

But as Zhong Qinglei expected at the beginning, some of the Yang family's cultivators liked to play tricks and didn't want to bite Liu Zhengyang's hard bones, so they turned around and rushed towards Zhong Qinglei and Shi Jinshui. Especially Shi Jinshui, has become a soft persimmon in their eyes.

Shi Jinshui's face turned green as he watched many cultivators pounce on them like hungry wolves.

He shouted loudly, "Brother Zhong! Help me!"

"Aren't you ready to be killed by us? What's the difference between dying early and dying later?" Zhong Qinglei said with disgust.

"Then I can't die at the hands of a bunch of scumbags! I'm a Taoist monk!" Shi Jinshui almost cried.

As a Taoist-level powerhouse, he could die in the hands of someone like Liu Zhengyang.

Even after being severely injured by Old Man Yang just now, he himself was slowly dying.

But he will never allow himself to die in the hands of a group of people who have not even entered the Dao Realm!

The point is that even if he wanted to run, he was seriously injured, but he couldn't.

"It's really troublesome." Zhong Qinglei immediately caught the cultivators who were rushing up, punching them back one by one: "Obviously he's just a little scoundrel, but he used medicine to raise his strength to the level of Dao, hell, Even if it's not the real Dao, it's scary enough."